Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

"...Bourbon."

Angstra gave a soft cry.

The room was bright, and the light fell on his face, but instead, half of his face was buried in the shadows, so he couldn't see his expression at all. Jiang Gu Ling could only see the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, obviously he was not happy at all at this time.

Seeing Angstra like this, Gu Ling felt a little doubt in his heart.

"Angstra." He tried to smile, "I..."

Before he could say his question, a cat meowing suddenly sounded in Angstra's arms.

Angstra took out her mobile phone and saw the call notification, her expression did not change, she just said to Jiang Guling: "I'm sorry, I'll take a call first... You slept for several days, and I inject nutrients for you every day. You should be fine. If you're hungry, you can call the guest room here and have them bring you dinner."

"Don't call me, I've already eaten."

Ling Gu Ling was full of questions, but at this time he could only watch Angstra walk to the desk, pick up the keychain and carefully put it in his pocket, nodded to him, and left the room.

It wasn't until the door was closed that he heard voices coming from outside, but he couldn't hear what was said.

Jiang Gu Ling looked at the closed door and combed through every scene in his mind from coming to the United States to before he fell into a coma. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

How did they escape?

During the time he was in a coma... what happened?

Jiang Guling picked up his cell phone—this cell phone was used for organizational communications, and he didn’t bring another police cell phone with him when he came to the United States this time—although he knew that Angstra would not tamper with his cell phone, he still I looked at the mailbox and the recycle bin with anxiety, but I didn't see anything abnormal for the time being.

He hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door and walked out.

Angstra was not in the living room outside, it was pitch black. Gu Zero fumbled to turn on the light, and after the light came on, he saw several bags piled on the kitchen island cabinet at a glance.

He walked over and looked over it. It should have been bought by Angstra. Many ingredients didn't match at all, so he couldn't make any normal dishes. At first glance, it is a person who can't cook, and without any help and reminders, he buys it casually.

The edges of the vegetable leaves have long been dry and yellow, and the meat that has not been put in the refrigerator is kept under the indoor heating, and it stinks completely.

Angstra's behavior reminded Jianggu Ling that they went shopping together in the past, because he knew that someone would cook and feed him in a few hours, so he simply threw all the ingredients on the kitchen counter. .

Jiang Gu Ling put down the box helplessly, and planned to pack it when he had time. Now he has more important things.

He looked up at the door of the other bedroom, the door was tightly closed, and he couldn't go in and out at will.

Now that the situation is unknown, it is impossible for him to run over to eavesdrop.

After being together for more than half a year, Gu Ling still understands Angstra. He was really good at talking about such trivial matters, and Jiang Gu Ling suspected that even if he grabbed his face and brought him up, he was just confused and would never be angry for such an offensive and rude behavior.

But in some matters... not to mention his opponents, even in the face of gin, which everyone in the organization fears or fears, he will not give in an inch.

He calmed down and decided to order dinner first, as Angstra said, and ask for a dessert by the way, so that he could knock on the door and ask Angstra to come out and eat together.

Jiang Gu Ling walked over to the sofa and picked up the phone, and quickly dialed the number.

"Hello, please send a dinner to suite 1404. Set No. 1, plus a dessert... pudding is fine, please pour more caramel sauce."

Gu Ling also remembered that Angstra likes sweets the most, so he added the last sentence.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds someone hesitated: "Are you... Mr. Amuro?"

Linggu Ling heard the strangeness of his tone: "It's me. Is there any problem?"

"Ah, no, it's just that we haven't seen you since you accompanied Mr. Crow on a trip. When did you come back?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Gu Ling was taken aback.

"……travel?"

"Yeah, about ten days ago, right? You greeted us before you left, saying that you would go to New York to eat cheesecake with Mr. Crowe, go to see the waterfall with him, and go to Orlando Disneyland to enjoy the fireworks show."

"You also said that you would take a lot of group photos with Mr. Crowe. I still remember your very happy smile at that time..."

"...Mr. Amuro? Mr. Amuro? Did you hang up?"

The telephone receiver almost slipped out of Gu Ling's hands.

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Jing Baiye sat in front of the desk, holding a mobile phone in one hand and controlling the mouse of the laptop in the other.

On the pure black and concise intranet page, a notice for all members pops up.

[To all code members:

Given the repeated discovery of rats in the organization, the organization decided to increase the reward for finding undercover agents, as follows:

1. The information of an undercover agent is worth 2 million US dollars, which can be converted into other currencies or equivalent items.

2. Awarded by BOSS personally.

False accusers cannot be faked. Suspicious members must be presented with evidence under the witness of A-level authorized members. False accusers will be severely punished. 】

Jing Baiye, who found that there were three undercover agents around him, was surrounded by undercover agents, and at the same time he was a member of A-level authority, fell silent for this notification.

In the restaurant before, Spiatus didn't answer him directly, he just smiled and said nothing; but he already knew the answer.

But after knowing his identity, Jing Baiye was even more confused.

Because he didn't know what Spiatus wanted.

Especially when he heard the sentence "Even if you want to make money, you shouldn't make money from other people's survival", he not only thought of the teacher's sigh at that time, but also thought of the topic of chatting with his classmates in college.

He knows that ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The reason why many life-saving medicines are expensive is not necessarily that companies want to make unscrupulous money, but that research and development itself requires sky-high investment.

There is a saying that it takes ten years to develop a new drug, costs one billion US dollars, and the success rate is less than one tenth. This is not an exaggeration, researching new drugs is indeed long and high-risk work. The more life-saving medicine, the more detailed research is needed, because once the side effects are too large, it will affect thousands of lives.

Spiatus suddenly launched the practice of low-priced life-saving drugs, which instantly wiped out the research expenses of many pharmaceutical companies.

Fortunately for foreign companies, their countries have certain policies to protect their own pharmaceutical companies, such as prohibiting imports, increasing taxes on imported drugs, setting import quantities, and so on.

One of the main income of such organizations in foreign countries is to smuggle drugs and sell those drugs at a fraction of the market price in the country. Many patients and family members who deal with the organization don't even know it, and they won't believe they are black.

Foreign pharmaceutical companies are still protected, but for domestic pharmaceutical companies in Japan, it is a disaster.

Those large and small pharmaceutical companies were killed one by one by the Karasuma Group. Until today, the Karasuma Group has completely monopolized the Japanese drug market.

And because the drugs are cheap and effective, there is almost no scolding among the people. Most people don’t care about the life and death of other companies, and they don’t care about monopoly or monopoly, as long as they have the drugs themselves.

They are proud of a company with such a conscience in the country, and the Karasuma Group is the pride of the Japanese people.

And under the most conscientious chaebol, is the darkest criminal organization.